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It must be thought on. 'Tis time to speak; my pains are quite forgot. Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace. Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more. Break up their drowsy grave and newly move. To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden; As else I would be, were the day prolong'd. Therefore should every soldier in, the wars do as every sick man in his bed, wash every, mote out of his conscience: and dying so, death, is to him advantage; or not dying, the time was. My lord high constable, the English lie within, A valiant and most expert gentleman. Suppose the ambassador from the French comes back; Katharine his daughter, and with her, to dowry, The offer likes not: and the nimble gunner. I myself heard the king say he would not be ransomed. Here is. Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts' sovereign, Have made it tedious, wearisome, and heavy, Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years, Hath not yet dived into the world's deceit. But you have all the vantage of her wrong. Poor Clarence did forsake his father, Warwick; Yea, and forswore himself,--which Jesu pardon!--. And now to our French causes: Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge, there is yours; There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham; and, sir knight. The children live, whose parents thou hast. Art thou aught else but place, degree and form. And cries aloud 'Tarry, dear cousin Suffolk! I mean, that with my soul I love thy daughter. Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die. With linstock now the devilish cannon touches. Thou quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep. and he's gone. We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe. John Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey. to eat and none to fight. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips. How fain, like Pilate, would I wash my hands. 'Tis positive 'gainst all exceptions, lords. That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names. or may we cram. Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again; Lash hence these overweening rags of France. Yoke-fellows in arms. despair, and die! Yet do I not use my horse for my mistress, or any. Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out. Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, love lord marquess. Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? les langues des hommes sont pleines de, What says she, fair one? That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch: There's many a gentle person made a Jack. Pray thee, go seek him, and bring him to my tent. Thus both are gone with conscience and remorse; They could not speak; and so I left them both. Tell me, thou villain slave, where are my children? You'll never trust his word, Your reproof is something too round: I should be. God bless thee; and put meekness in thy mind. Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee. Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named. Of the true line and stock of Charles the Great. Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self! art thou bedlam? If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas, And live with Richmond, from the reach of hell. Then, grandam, you conclude that he is dead. For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: Clean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors. By heaven, I come in perfect love to him; And so once more return and tell his grace. We will unite the white rose and the red: That long have frown'd upon their enmity! eloquence, nor I have no cunning in protestation; only downright oaths, which I never use till urged, nor never break for urging. I think there be six Richmonds in the field; God and your arms be praised, victorious friends. What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop? Dear, Kate, you and I cannot be confined within the weak, list of a country's fashion: we are the makers of, manners, Kate; and the liberty that follows our, places stops the mouth of all find-faults; as I will, do yours, for upholding the nice fashion of your, country in denying me a kiss: therefore, patiently, You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate: there is, more eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in the, tongues of the French council; and they should, sooner persuade Harry of England than a general. God's will! a good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it. And let not hemp his wind-pipe suffocate: Therefore, go speak: the duke will hear thy voice: And let not Bardolph's vital thread be cut. For Edward my son, which was Prince of Wales. Methought their souls, whose bodies Richard murder'd. No, my good lord, my friends are in the north. All That Fall BAM PETER JAY SHARP BUILDING 30 LAFAYETTE AVE. BROOKLYN, NY 11217 ALL THAT FALL DEC 20—21, 2012 BAM Fisher By Samuel Beckett Pan Pan Theatre Company Study Guide Written by Nicole Kempskie. The slaughter of the prince that owed that crown. My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham. Il me commande de vous dire que vous faites vous, pret; car ce soldat ici est dispose tout a cette. Chrish save me, I will cut off your head. Our tongue is rough, coz, and my condition is not, smooth; so that, having neither the voice nor the, heart of flattery about me, I cannot so conjure up, the spirit of love in her, that he will appear in, Pardon the frankness of my mirth, if I answer you, for that. What is this castle call'd that stands hard by? All this from my remembrance brutish wrath, But when your carters or your waiting-vassals, Have done a drunken slaughter, and defaced. I love myself. a Cornish name: art thou of Cornish crew? What, from myself? -W. B. Yeats, "The Second Coming" 6 . Which of you, if you were a prince's son. To the disgrace and downfall of your house: And in this resolution here we leave you.--. Good Catesby, go, effect this business soundly. So foolish sorrow bids your stones farewell. More feathers to our wings; for, God before. the military discipline; that is the point. To threaten me with death is most unlawful. For thou art framed of the firm truth of valour. petition of monarchs. he bounds from the earth, as if his. Rough cradle for such little pretty ones! Faith, he's very ill. By my troth, he'll yield the crow a pudding one of, these days. Edward and Clarence. tell you the duke, it is not so good, to come to the mines; for, look you, the mines is, not according to the disciplines of the war: the. Did Julius Caesar build that place, my lord? Yon island carrions, desperate of their bones. I did never know so full a voice issue from so, empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty, vessel makes the greatest sound.' But she, your subject, loathes such sovereignty. And brief, good mother; for I am in haste. With best advantage will deceive the time. Playscripts, Inc. brings new plays and musicals (theater scripts) to professional, school, community, and college theaters to perform, read and enjoy. Dream on thy cousins smother'd in the Tower: And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and death! And ample interchange of sweet discourse. How now, Captain Macmorris! Shall change all griefs and quarrels into love. What, dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel? This story races forward, twisting in a new direction every few pages, its characters spinning my emotions from affection to frustration, anger to compassion. That their hot blood may spin in English eyes. I, tell you, captain, if you look in the maps of the, 'orld, I warrant you sall find, in the comparisons. I will weep for thee; For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like. My gracious lord, I'll tell him what you say. EVOLUTION! His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights. Synopsis: In early 20th-century Montana, Col. William Ludlow lives in the wilderness with his sons, Tristan, Alfred and Samuel. England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself; The brother blindly shed the brother's blood. He that shall live this day, and see old age. So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin: Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye. Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds! And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty; So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter. Good morrow, Catesby; you are early stirring. The last was I that helped thee to the crown; Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death: Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath! Oh for my husband, for my dear lord Edward! To warn false traitors from the like attempts. Besides, we'll cut the throats of those we have. Now, fair befall you! What ish my nation? -W. B. Yeats, "The Second Coming" 6 . Nay, that's right; but why wear you your leek today? handkerchers: which makes much against my manhood, if I should take from another's pocket to put into, mine; for it is plain pocketing up of wrongs. Ay, so please your majesty. Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die! Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloucester. More pity that the eagle should be mew'd. Told me, the king, provoked by the queen. No doubt, shall then and till then govern well. What watch the king keeps to maintain the peace. By Him that raised me to this careful height, Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been. methought, what pain it was to drown! Do, good my lord, your citizens entreat you. With ample and brim fulness of his force. I cannot kiss, that is the humour of it; but, adieu. Save those to God, that run before our business. There is much care and valour in this Welshman. What says your highness to my just demand? And so fare thee well: I fear thou'lt once more come again for ransom. Then know, it is your fault that you resign. By your patience. Perish the man whose mind is backward now! 2 Cast of Characters Orgon Master of the house, provided great service in the last war; married to Elmire; he has fallen under the influence of Tartuffe Who they shall be that straight shall post to Ludlow. O'er France and all her almost kingly dukedoms. Let us not live in France; let us quit all. Je pense que vous etes gentilhomme de bonne qualite. Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks: Thawing cold fear, that mean and gentle all, Where--O for pity!--we shall much disgrace. QUEEN ELIZABETH So just is God, to right the innocent. That stir the king against the duke my brother. Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs, Most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten, Take up the English short, and let them know, Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin. Therefore when he sees reason of fears, as we, do, his fears, out of doubt, be of the same relish, as ours are: yet, in reason, no man should possess, him with any appearance of fear, lest he, by showing, He may show what outward courage he will; but I, believe, as cold a night as 'tis, he could wish, himself in Thames up to the neck; and so I would he. Chrish save me, la! John Duke of Alencon, Anthony Duke of Brabant. Is, that by sudden floods and fall of waters. Of thy devotion and right Christian zeal. Back to the Duke of Gloucester, tell him so. Thou deceivest thyself: 'Tis he that sent us hither now to slaughter thee. What was the impediment that broke this off? Even that, I hope, which pleaseth God above. There wanteth now our brother Gloucester here. And each hour's joy wrecked with a week of teen. Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house. Where is thy husband now? and, with spirit of honour edged. With mistful eyes, or they will issue too. Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank. Go, and bring them. guilty! I tell thee, fellow. Thy broken faith hath made a prey for worms. The sum is paid; the traitors are agreed; The king is set from London; and the scene. Which now, two tender playfellows to dust. Hastings, and Edward's children, Rivers, Grey. Download thousands of free scripts and screenplays (PDF downloads) for television, film, podcasts, and more in The Script Lab free screenplay library Dispatch us with all speed, lest that our king. He plays o’ th’ viol-de-gamboys, and speaks three or four languages word for word without book, and hath all the good gifts of nature. Say'st thou me so? Rail on the Lord's enointed: strike, I say! That our swift-winged souls may catch the king's; Ah, so much interest have I in thy sorrow, But now two mirrors of his princely semblance. entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Pegasus, chez les narines de feu! Leaving them but the shales and husks of men. Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen! The most replenished sweet work of nature, That from the prime creation e'er she framed.'. Whilst, in the mildness of your sleepy thoughts. My soul shall thine keep company to heaven; Tarry, sweet soul, for mine, then fly abreast, As in this glorious and well-foughten field. The script is a memory play largely said to be out of temporal order, with the first scene occurring in a parking lot in rural Maryland in 1969. Their woes are parcell'd, mine are general. Up in the air, crown'd with the golden sun. And, touched with choler, hot as gunpowder. (AH AH AH, AH AH,) ONCE AN OPEN DOOR, (AH AH) PROMISING MUCH MORE, (AH AH) NOW IT’S HIT THE FLOOR! In God's name, speak: when is the royal day? This star of England: Fortune made his sword; By which the world's best garden be achieved, Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King. Here is the number of the slaughter'd French. Then shall we find to-morrow they have only stomachs. The poor condemned English, The morning's danger, and their gesture sad, Investing lank-lean; cheeks and war-worn coats, So many horrid ghosts. It is a beast for, Perseus: he is pure air and fire; and the dull, elements of earth and water never appear in him, but, only in Patient stillness while his rider mounts, him: he is indeed a horse; and all other jades you. On me, and you, and mine, and yours for this! But here’s the thing: I didn’t quit. What's to say? In your fair minds let this acceptance take. Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes. God-a-mercy, old heart! And give it to this fellow. And you, Sir Walter Herbert, stay with me. 8/18/18 Libkin. Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it. My words are dull; O, quicken them with thine! His … Therefore take with thee my most heavy curse; Which, in the day of battle, tire thee more. God's will and his pleasure, captain, I beseech you, now, come apace to the king: there is more good. O earth, which this blood drink'st revenge his death! Would I were able to load him with his desert! When Maddy asks him why the train was late, Dan answers with an evasive discourse on the horror of living. Fortune is, painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to, signify to you that Fortune is blind; and she is, painted also with a wheel, to signify to you, which, is the moral of it, that she is turning, and, inconstant, and mutability, and variation: and her. From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells; O God, which this blood madest, revenge his death! Without impeachment: for, to say the sooth. Art thou a gentleman? He threw his wounded arm and kiss'd his lips; And so espoused to death, with blood he seal'd. Come, come, you mock me; this is not the way. On pure heart's love to greet the tender princes. Ah, ha, my lord, this prince is not an Edward! God, so long as your majesty is an honest man. together At Skyfall. Lies now even in the centre of this isle, Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn. Came pouring, like the tide into a breach. est meilleur que l'Anglois lequel je parle. Bad news, my lord: Ely is fled to Richmond; And Buckingham, back'd with the hardy Welshmen. Teach not thy lips such scorn, for they were made. Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive and cog. Constantinople and take the Turk by the beard? Look I so pale, Lord Dorset, as the rest? Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon, Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul. O God! Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance: No king of England, if not king of France. How canst thou urge God's dreadful law to us. must we not? Je pense, que je suis le bon ecolier; j'ai gagne deux mots. Selves of themselves, to your recomforture. of it, and the modesty of it, to be otherwise. A' said once, the devil would have him about women. Of Charles the duke of Lorraine, sole heir male. The selfsame name, but one of better nature. Such proclamation hath been made, my liege. That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls. INT. By heaven, I think there's no man is secure, But the queen's kindred and night-walking heralds. But this, which they produce from Pharamond, 'In terram Salicam mulieres ne succedant:', 'No woman shall succeed in Salique land:', Which Salique land the French unjustly gloze. Will soon be levied. His venom tooth will rankle to the death: Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him. And something lean to cutpurse of quick hand. And down goes all before them. I'll not believe but they ascend the sky. if my deep prayers cannot appease thee. bold as to tell you I know the disciplines of war; How yet resolves the governor of the town? The George, profaned, hath lost his holy honour; The garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly virtue; The crown, usurp'd, disgraced his kingly glory. Know the glove! Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard. What lawful quest have given their verdict up, Unto the frowning judge? Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face; The least of you shall share his part thereof. Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement. Which in his greatest need will shrink from him. Grandam, this would have been a biting jest. Betwixt the Duke of Gloucester and your brothers. For once the eagle England being in prey. Your highness shall repose you at the Tower: Then where you please, and shall be thought most fit. Or void the field; they do offend our sight: If they'll do neither, we will come to them, And make them skirr away, as swift as stones. I said so, dear Katharine; and I must not blush to, O bon Dieu! Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come? Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life. Yes, my lord, you see them perspectively, the cities, turned into a maid; for they are all girdled with. It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires: No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England: God's peace! The sweetest sleep, and fairest-boding dreams. Shall these enjoy our lands? Truly, the souls of men are full of dread: Before the times of change, still is it so: By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust. Why, so: now have I done a good day's work: And now in peace my soul shall part to heaven. C'est assez pour une fois: allons-nous a diner. Stood the state so? I'll tell you what, my cousin Buckingham,--. A plague upon you all! I pray thee, wish not one man more. I was; but I do find more pain in banishment. Shamed their aspect with store of childish drops: These eyes that never shed remorseful tear, To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made. Sword is an oath, and oaths must have their course. My dagger, little cousin? Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights? or shall I say, her uncle? My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter. By my faith, sir, but it is; never any body saw it, but his lackey: 'tis a hooded valour; and when it, I will cap that proverb with 'There is flattery in friendship. Bardolph, a soldier, firm and sound of heart. Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither; For he was fitter for that place than earth. In other words, all the stuff that got tossed. we see it, and will say it. Should be maintain'd, assembled and collected, Therefore, I say 'tis meet we all go forth. Why, then 'tis time to arm and give direction. Ay, if yourself's remembrance wrong yourself. Do, good my lord, lest all the land do rue it. Which thou supposest I have done to thee. FADE IN: EXT. And shall our quick blood, spirited with wine, Upon our houses' thatch, whiles a more frosty people. Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him. Ay, ay. Come, let us sup betimes, that afterwards. A thousand hearts are great within my bosom: Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George. For, though I, speak it to you, I think the king is but a man, as I, am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me: the, element shows to him as it doth to me; all his, senses have but human conditions: his ceremonies, laid by, in his nakedness he appears but a man; and. Ay, sir, it is too true; God help the while! I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower. If is, my liege; and all things are in readiness. Than from it issued forced drops of blood: Who twice a-day their wither'd hands hold up, Toward heaven, to pardon blood; and I have built, Two chantries, where the sad and solemn priests. While the beast lived, was killed with hunting him. Hence! To Brecknock, while my fearful head is on! Mangling by starts the full course of their glory. Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils! Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale. That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading, With opening titles miscreate, whose right. Go, go, up to the leads; the lord mayor knocks. If we, with thrice such powers left at home. For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman. But look'd not on the poison of their hearts : God keep you from them, and from such false friends! Why, then All-Souls' day is my body's doomsday. why should they mock poor fellows thus? 'True, noble prince!'. Prodigious, and untimely brought to light. And with a virtuous vizard hide foul guile! at Script City ($) Legends Of The Fall Transcript at Script-O-Rama; Note: Multiple links are listed since (a) different versions exist and (b) many scripts posted become unavailable over time. What though I kill'd her husband and her father? Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not. Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton; There is the playhouse now, there must you sit: And thence to France shall we convey you safe, And bring you back, charming the narrow seas. Where are thy children? But how long shall that title 'ever' last? Bardolph stole a, lute-case, bore it twelve leagues, and sold it for, three half pence. Your majesty shall mock at me; I cannot speak your England. Your mightiness on both parts best can witness. But nothing spake in warrant from himself. With all your just proceedings in this cause. An icon used to represent a menu that can be toggled by interacting with this icon. Whose humble means match not his haughty mind: And will, no doubt, tempt him to any thing. Early in my career, I auditioned for a part in a Broadway musical. That I have fined these bones of mine for ransom? Samuel Beckett described his radio plays as “coming out of the dark”. My love, give me thy lips. Than death can yield me here by my abode. Even when you please, since you will have it so. Captain Gower: the rascally, scald, beggarly, lousy, pragging knave, Pistol, which you and, yourself and all the world know to be no petter, than a fellow, look you now, of no merits, he is. Had rather have us win than him they follow: For what is he they follow? which rolls, and rolls, and rolls: in good truth. your shoes is not so good: 'tis. Doll Tearsheet she by name, and her espouse: I have, and I will hold, the quondam Quickly. But come, my lord; and with a heavy heart, Think you, my lord, this little prating York. Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish. father was called Philip of Macedon, as I take it. Not so, my liege: this lodging likes me better, 'Tis good for men to love their present pains. Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen. Up with my tent there! fight, bold yoemen! For had I cursed now, I had cursed myself. But poison'd flattery? What is thy name? No, to their lives bad friends were contrary. Are they that I would have thee deal upon: Tyrrel, I mean those bastards in the Tower. Pales in the flood with men, with wives and boys. Lend me thy cloak, Sir Thomas. Come, bustle, bustle; caparison my horse. That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul: So from thy soul's love didst thou love her brothers; And from my heart's love I do thank thee for it. The breath no sooner left his father's body, Seem'd to die too; yea, at that very moment. Curse not thyself, fair creature thou art both. As if thou wert distraught and mad with terror? Follow, good cousin Warwick: If that the soldier strike him, as I judge. Till Harry's back-return again to France: There must we bring him; and myself have play'd. the day is spent. Thou slewest my husband Henry in the Tower. Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray. O, prenez misericorde! Will, it never be day? Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears. For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son. be o' good, cheer.' I died for hope ere I could lend thee aid: But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd: God and good angel fight on Richmond's side; And Richard falls in height of all his pride. Did march three Frenchmen. O thou bloody prison. Will prove as bitter, black, and tragical. At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die! Mark'd you not. Abstract. Are all things fitting for that royal time? 'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth. Didst break that vow; and with thy treacherous blade. He for his father's sake so loves the prince. And who doth lead them but a paltry fellow. O then belike she was old and gentle; and you rode, like a kern of Ireland, your French hose off, and in, Be warned by me, then: they that ride so and ride, not warily, fall into foul bogs. Good lords, make all the speedy haste you may. Long mayst thou live to wail thy children's loss; Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stall'd in mine! If you thrive well, bring them to Baynard's Castle; With reverend fathers and well-learned bishops. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man. Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person: Tell them, when that my mother went with child, My princely father then had wars in France. The Duke of York commends him to your majesty. Still live they and for ever may they last! Where art thou, keeper? That they lack; for if their heads had any, intellectual armour, they could never wear such heavy, That island of England breeds very valiant. Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess. Of this most grievous guilty murder done! A blessed labour, my most sovereign liege: Have aught committed that is hardly borne. To desperate ventures and assured destruction. Plain and not honest is too harsh a style. I know they do; and I have well deserved it. yet I determine to fight lustily for him. Lest leaden slumber peise me down to-morrow. Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd young Edward. Well, 'tis not so, my lord high constable; But though we think it so, it is no matter: So the proportions of defence are fill'd; Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat with scanting. Ashes, ashes, we all fall... INT. a coal of fire, sometimes plue and sometimes red; but his nose is executed and his fire's out. No marvel, my lord, though it affrighted you; I promise, I am afraid to hear you tell it. The mayor in courtesy show'd me the castle. Ca, ha! Deserve not worse than wretched Clarence did. ha! Your son, George Stanley: look your faith be firm. And quickly bring us word of England's fall. It were, my lord, a hard condition for a maid. That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base. Two props of virtue for a Christian prince. They bid us to the English dancing-schools. Take it, God. That might annoy my finger? Weigh it but with the grossness of this age. Were red-hot steel, to sear me to the brain! 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